My thanks to Ingo for sending me this......
The Wisdom of Will Rogers
Don't squat with your spurs on.
Good judgment comes from experience, and a lot of that comes
from bad judgment.
Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier 'n puttin'
it back in.
If you're ridin' ahead of the herd, take a look back every now
and then to make sure it's still there.
If you get to thinkin' you're a person of some influence, try
orderin' somebody else's dog around.
After eating an entire bull, a mountain lion felt so good he
started roaring. He kept it up until a hunter came along and
shot him.......The moral: When you're full of bull, keep your
Never kick a cow chip on a hot day.
There's two theories to arguin' with a woman.
Neither one works.
If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop
Never slap a man who's chewin' tobacco.
It don't take a genius to spot a goat in a flock of sheep.
Always drink upstream from the herd.
When you give a lesson in meanness to a critter or a person,
don't be surprised if they learn their lesson.
When you're throwin' your weight around, be ready to have it
thrown around by somebody else.
The quickest way to double your money is to fold it over and put
it back in your pocket.
Never miss a good chance to shut up.
There are three kinds of men. The one who learns by reading.
The few who learn by observation. The rest of them have to pee
on the electric fence for themselves.
Best food in Mexico...at the Cancun Airport, leaving...we saw and sat...ate....
And finally...a cup of decent coffee....also in the Cancun Airport. There were a couple Starbux in playa del Carmin but we hadn`t felt the need then...but 10 days later, oh yeah, baby.....
Ok...a view of Mexico...MY view of Mexico, or at least, the vacation part of Mexico.
I won`t be going again next year, anyway. Obviously, we missed something somewhere...I mean..all the people that we both know that rave about MEXICO....I wish that I knew one person that had said...well, ya know, it`s okay, but not so great. I think for me the start of the downward trend began with my having to to be so damned mindful of the food. I hadn`t really put a lot of thought into the idea that you shouldn't eat this and that...veggies or salad stuff...nor unpeeled fruit...water, I knew about, but then you just naturally use the tap to brush your teeth in the morning. oooops....
As far as del Carmin....if you like wall to wall tourists and the attendant selling of everything to them....not my idea of a great time, no. Now..I have to remind myself that I agreed to this...Sharon had said beaches and I agreed, knowing that I don't like beaches. Hate them. Don't care for groomers, mindless hordes that just lay there..only in Mexico they are laying, walking, strolling...and wearing the ugliest shit you ever did see...oh.no...it was the wear-er that was waaaay over the top in stuff that they should never ever be allowed out in public in. I have no issue at all with people wearing whatever they please....but....maybe they could hire someone to run out in front...'Warning...really ugly views coming....' Give a person an opportunity to poke their eyes out or at the very least, grind sand into them.
We had such beautiful accommodation...a view of the oceans out of vast open windows and a nice big bed that had white cotton netting for effect and huge ceiling fan that swirled, just like in the movies.
Then the live band from the neighboring night club would start up, about 9pm, maybe..and play till 1 or 2, I guess. And not loud...they faced the water and the clients were out there...so, not deafening, but still....and they alternated bands, the different clubs, but they all had something in common. They were bad. Bad singers. Bad drummers. Bad keyboards. Bad guitar players.
Went snorkeling for the first time. And last, while I have a beard. Didn't know and no-one said...'no water seal on face with hair'....fukfukfukfuk...spent 50% of the time thinking I was about to drown. Water getting into my mouth....I was just plain wore out by the end of that deal. Amazing how many people said..after.."oh yeah, I saw that and was gonna mention it....."
We went off to the capitol of the Yucatan, Merida for 5 days. Great express bus ride, short cab ride and hey presto....home. A B&B called Cascadia del Merida. Hell, I even 'linked' to it...so damned pretty, with it's pool and nice set-up.
However...ahem...however...the place is hosted by a lady from New York..worse..a Jewish lady from New York. oh geeezus...don't misunderstand me...but NYC pushy. Like..the woman that grabs that cab from you? her. She has rules. No barefeet in the main house. No sweet things in your casita. Don't be leaving a window or the sliding door open if you are running the a/c. And these rules have a good reason for being...but for God's sake...just a mention of the problems and how to help keep things right, will do. RULES?? yeah..she says that too...RULES. And then we have the pushy part....sitting at the breakfast table talking to others that are staying and she will launch off into a huge, long winded explanation of people and things and shit....that started off as an sharing moment with someone else entirely. She talks over, under and thru anyone else that dares to try and interfere. *sigh*...I likened it to...being in your hotel, at the restaurant, and the staff keep running over and telling you stuff...while you were talking with your table-mates. She could be in the kitchen, some other part of the room..sort of lurking, I guess. And..I don't think for a minute she was being anything other than herself..a desire to be helpful, but in her New York/Jewish way..loud and brash. She needs to stop with the NY stuff and go Mexican.
By gawd, we were happy to be home. We came to the conclusion that we don't care for the tropics, much.